Lester walked up to the counter where a young man in baggy jeans and a Superman t-shirt stood reading a comic book. He felt ridiculous for shopping in a toy store- no, collectibles, Connor would correct him- for his lover’s Christmas present, but when he asked, Abby insisted that this was what Connor wanted.

“I wonder if you could help me…”

~.~

Christmas morning came and Connor tore off the wrapping paper, a wide smile lighting his face as he lifted out the life-size replica of a StarFleet phaser.